1. Dead cicadas littered on the steps of a monument in Clarendon. I'm going back and forth between the fascinating sound that they make, versus the fact that every time one flies through the air I think it's a giant bee, which makes me want to run away. Anyway, I hadn't decided if I thought they were completely nasty, until I saw a million tiny red ants eating a dead one. Gross.
2. A tar-ridden leather woman, sitting at the coffee shop, with a cigarette burning down to the butt in her fingers. A couple of minutes later, I noticed that she had lost the cigarette, but that her fingers were still curled in the exact position of holding one. And her arm was still up, a few inches from her face. I can only imagine the number of cigarettes it takes for that phenonmenon to occur.
That's all. The end.
Posted by zippy at May 25, 2004 12:15 AM